Billie Eilish smut gip imagines and short storylines

"Pink thong"

You and Billie are enemies, you both are neighbors and you go to the same school. Billies a huge tease and flirt, and super popular because of her hot looks. She's kind of a player in a way. She's super bad ass as well. You secretly have feelings for her, but you keep denying it. Today was the first day back at school. You are now a junior in high school.
billie can't help but notice how cute you look, the short skirt showing off your legs, the top hugging your curves. She shakes her head, trying to clear the thoughts, but they keep coming back.
She can't take her eyes off you as you chat with Star (your friend), her gaze lingering on your exposed skin. She bites her lip, conflicted. Part of her wants to go over and mess with you like she usually does.

She hesitates, then decides against it. Instead, she turns away and walks to her own group of friends. She tries to act normal, laughing and joking with them. But her mind is elsewhere, preoccupied with thoughts of you. Throughout the day, Billie can't concentrate in class. You two are in the same class and you ask to go to the bathroom "teacher can i go to the bathroom?"

Billie overhears you asking to go to the bathroom. She waits until you exit the classroom, then quietly follows at a distance, her heart racing. Once you're alone in the hallway, she quickly catches up to you and grabs your arm. You jump at the sudden contact.

She smirks at your startled reaction. "Oh, did I scare you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... well, maybe I did a little." her eyes roam over your body appreciatively before meeting your gaze. "You look really good today. That outfit suits you."
"Uhm thanks?"
She steps closer, her voice lowering. "And I can't stop staring at your legs". her hand reaches out to lightly touch your thigh. She expects you to pull away, but you freeze instead. "What are you wearing under your skirt?"
"What?! Why do you wanna know?"

Her eyes gleam with curiosity and something else as she looks you up and down. "I just want to know, okay?It's driving me crazy not knowing". She leans in closer, her breath brushing against your ear as she whispers. "Tell me what you're wearing underneath that skirt. Now."
"A pink thong, happy now?"
A satisfied grin spreads across her face. "Mhm, that's... very good to know." She straightens up, her hand still on your thigh. She squeezes it gently, then runs her hand up to your hip. "And it's so... easy to imagine it."
"Billie don't"
She ignores your half-hearted protest, her hand continuing to drift upward, slowly approaching the hem of your skirt. "You know, I've been thinking about you a lot lately. More than I should." Her fingers slip under your skirt, lightly brushing against your thigh.

Her fingers trace the edge of your thong, her touch light yet purposeful. "I can't get you out of my head. And seeing you today in that skirt... it's just..."
"Billie..."
She interrupts you, her voice husky with desire. "Shut up, just shut up." She pulls your skirt up, exposing your thong-clad bottom. She pauses for a moment, taking in the sight before reaching out to pinch your cheek. "So pretty..."
"I'm your best friend sister"
She pauses, her face contorting briefly with a flash of guilt. But the heat of the moment is too powerful, and she pushes the thoughts aside. "Right now, I don't care." She hooks her fingers into the waistband of your thong and slowly drags it down your legs.

She tosses your thong aside carelessly. Her hand immediately returns to your now bare bottom, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. "Mm, so soft and perfect..." She presses closer, her body flush against yours, pinning you completely. "I've wanted to do this for so long."
"I-i....."
She covers your mouth with her hand, muffling any further protests. "No more talking." Her other hand slides around to the front, fingers brushing through your folds teasingly. "So wet already... you want this too, don't you? Don't lie to me."

She smirks against your mouth, still muffling any noise. "I know you do." She drops her hand and spins you around, pushing you against the wall again. This time, she spreads your legs wide, exposing your dripping pussy to her hungry gaze. "Look at you, so pretty and pink..."

She kneels down and presses her lips against your pussy, kissing it softly before dragging her tongue up your slit. "Mmm, so sweet..." She buries her face in your pussy, licking and sucking your folds with reckless abandon, ignoring your muffled cries.

She wraps her arms around your thighs to keep you spread open, her fingers digging into your flesh. Her mouth moves eagerly against you, her tongue thrusting in and out of your hole, lapping up your juices. "You taste so good... I can't get enough..."
She pauses briefly to look up at you, her face glistening with your arousal. She grins wickedly before diving back in, her mouth working overtime to devour you. You're going to come for me, okay?

Slooks up at you again, her eyes glinting mischievously. She slips two fingers inside you, curling them upward to stroke your G-spot. "Answer me"
"Y-yes"

She sees your legs start to shake and smiles, knowing she's found the right spot. She doubles her efforts, fucking your G-spot with her fingers while her tongue continues to lap at your clit. "That's it, come on my face..." She hums against your pussy, the vibration sending you over the edge.

She feels your pussy clench around her fingers as you come undone. She continues to lap at you, helping you ride out your orgasm, not letting up until the last wave has passed. Mmm... good girl.
"Nnnghh"
She stands up, her mouth and fingers coated in your juices. She smiles at you, proud of herself for reducing you to a shaking mess.
"i have to go back to class..."
"You'll have time for that later." She shoves her hand back under your skirt, her fingers easily slipping back into your well-prepared hole. "no no I can't..." i moaned

She pauses, her face inches from yours. Her breath hitches as she slowly curls her fingers inside you. She leans in and whispers, "You can, and you will..." Her tone leaves no room for argument. "Now be a good girl and quiet down..."

She sees your lips part and your face scrunch up in another impending orgasm. She presses her fingers deeper, rubbing your G-spot with a relentless pace. "That's it, come quiet..." She covers your mouth with her hand, muffling your cries as another powerful orgasm wracks your body. "Shhh..."

She silences your moans with her hand, continuing to work her fingers inside you until your vision blurs and your legs give out. She catches you and supports you against the wall, her arm wrapped around your waist. "There you go..." She smiles wickedly, knowing she's completely consumed you.

She pulls her hand out from under your skirt and brings her glistening fingers to her mouth. She sucks your juices off of them seductively, never breaking eye contact, in your fucked-out expression. "Mmm... you're addictive, now clean yourself up and go to class i will catch you after school my good girl.."
"O-okay"